Shen Wan and Li visited the jewelry shops in the imperial city and finally found a high-end, classy, low-key, luxurious and connotative engagement token. The token was a pair of crystal clear mutton-fat white jade bracelets, which were not cheap. , for two thousand taels of silver, Princess Liufang has fair skin, and she looks most beautiful with a mutton-fat jade bracelet.
After buying the bracelet, the mother and son returned home.
As soon as he returned to Qiushi Courtyard, Butler Yun delivered the letter from Prince Ren's Mansion to Shen Wan's hands.
After Shen Wan read the letter, her expression changed immediately.
This Song Ziyu is really too much.
"What did Princess Liufang write in her letter?" Mrs. Li frowned and looked at Shen Wan and asked, fearing that the letter from Princess Liufang meant that there was something wrong with the marriage.
"Mom, I'll tell you later." After saying that, she got up, went to the warehouse with Hui'er to pick some good things, wrote a letter, and asked Butler Yun to personally deliver the apology gift and letter to Prince Ren's Mansion. Sent over.
"What's going on?" As soon as Butler Yun left, Mrs. Li looked at Shen Wan anxiously and asked.
Shen Wan took a deep breath and pulled Ms. Li to sit down.
"Mom, don't worry, listen to me and tell you slowly. Song Ziyu went to Prince Ren's Mansion today to find Princess Liufang. In order to ruin the marriage, she told the princess that Ming'er was interested in Princess Liufang's identity. , he proposed marriage to Princess Liufang in order to cling to the rich and powerful, using Princess Liufang as a stepping stone."
"How could Ziyu say that?" Ming'er was afraid that others would say that he was not worthy of Princess Liufang and that he was clinging to power, so he hesitated. If he didn't really like Princess Liufang, he would not agree. They came to propose marriage. But Ziyu, the child, went to Prince Ren's Mansion and said that. That was her biological uncle! Who did she say her biological uncle was?
Shen Wan gritted her molars and said, "I really don't know what she is thinking." She, Song Ziyu, must be beaten today.
"Princess Liufang did not misunderstand, right?" Li asked worriedly.
Shen Wan thought for a while and said: "There should be no misunderstanding. If there was a misunderstanding, I wouldn't have written a letter. However, I should be angry. I wrote letters and gave gifts. I hope the princess can calm down. Bar!"
This alone is not enough. When Ming'er comes back, she has to ask Ming'er to write a letter to Princess Liufang. The letter he writes is more effective than the one written by herself.
Mrs. Li really couldn't figure out why Ziyu's child opposed the marriage between Ming'er and Princess Liufang? In order to ruin the marriage, she even did not hesitate to slander her own uncle.
When Shen Ming and Song Heng returned from work, Shen Wan showed them the letter written by Princess Liufang.
After seeing this, Shen Ming smiled and shook his head: "Unexpectedly, in her heart, my uncle turned out to be a hypocrite who only wanted to cling to the powerful."
He originally thought that Song Ziyu just didn't want Princess Liufang to marry him, and it would be fine if she lost her temper. Unexpectedly, she went to the princess and accused herself of being the despicable hypocrite.
Shen Wan looked at him and said, "I will teach Song Ziyu a lesson. Hurry up and write a letter to be delivered to Princess Liufang."
"Okay," Shen Ming got up and went back to the courtyard where he lived to write a letter. Not only did he want to write a letter, he also wanted to express all his feelings. He really liked Princess Liufang, and he didn't know how to No matter how afraid of people's words, one day, he will prove to the world that he, Shen Ming, is worthy of Princess Liufang.
After reading the letter, Song Heng was very angry, and immediately asked someone to ask Song Ziyu if he was back?
The reply he received was that she had not returned yet, so Song Heng sent several women to wait at the gate. As soon as Song Ziyu came back, they would escort her directly to the ancestral hall.
Song Ziling came back from school and saw so many women standing behind the door, so he asked: "What are you doing standing here?"
One of the women replied: "As for the second young master, the general asked us to stay here and wait for the eldest lady to come back, and then go directly to the ancestral hall?"
Ancestral hall? Isn't that the place he used to go to? Why is it his good sister's turn now?
"What mistake did she make again?" Song Ziling asked.
The ladies shook their heads one after another. They didn't know what mistake the eldest lady had made.
Song Ziling smiled and said, "I'm stupid too. I might as well ask my mother to ask you."
Song Ziling was about to leave, but suddenly he heard someone outside calling: "Miss." So he stopped.
Song Ziyu brought her maid Cui'er in. In order to pretend that she went to the girls' school today, she waited outside the girls' school and sat in the carriage that came to pick her up back to the house.
The ladies were all ready, and when they saw Song Ziyu walking in, they surrounded her.
"The eldest lady is offended."
"You think... you want to rebel!" Song Ziyu was grabbed by one of the two women and pinned behind his back.
"Let me go, you old guys." Song Ziyu struggled hard. These women were very heavy-handed, and her arms were in great pain as soon as she struggled.
Cui'er was frightened and said hurriedly: "Aunt Liu, what are you doing? Let go of Miss Liu!"
Mrs. Liu said: "Miss Cui'er, we all follow orders and do things."
Song Ziyu suddenly saw Song Ziling standing aside watching the show, and asked sharply: "Is Song Ziling you?"
Song Ziling spread his hands and said very unjustly: "I don't know why these women are arresting you? Why is it me? Besides, I don't have the ability. If you let these women arrest you, you'd better think carefully.
Think you have done something wrong again!"
After saying that, Song Ziling walked away with his hands behind his back. He wanted to go back quickly, put away his schoolbag, and then go to the ancestral hall.
As soon as Song Ziling left, Song Ziling was escorted to the ancestral hall by the women.
Song Ziling, who returned to Qiushi Courtyard, put his schoolbag in the room and then went to the main room.
"Mom, has my sister done something extraordinary again?"
Shen Wan did not hide anything from him and replied: "In order to ruin the marriage between your uncle and Princess Liufang, she went to Princess Liufang to slander your uncle."
"Tsk tsk..." Song Ziling picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. After drinking it in one breath, he shook his head and said: "She is so unscrupulous in causing destruction. If you don't know, you think she is a man and likes Princess Liufang."
Oh! Mom, my sister is actually a boy, right?"
"You!" Shen Wan glared at him angrily.
However, Zi Ling's words reminded her that most people destroy other people's feelings because they like one of the two. Song Ziyu obviously doesn't like her uncle, let alone Princess Liufang. Then why does she?
Want to cause destruction like this? Who does she like?
Suddenly, a handsome and upright figure flashed before her eyes, and she suddenly understood.
Song Ziyu is too fond of puppy love! Haven't you learned enough lessons last time? Although Prince Yun is not a scumbag like Zhou Yu, he is now in his twenties and is eight years older than her.
Nine years old. And even if age is not an issue, can a man as mature and charming as Prince Yun fall in love with a little liar like her?
Shen Wan felt that she had found the reason! Song Ziyu wanted to ruin the marriage between her uncle and Princess Liufang just because she liked Prince Yun. Because the marriage between the two was settled, it was impossible for her and Prince Yun to do so.
Although the laws of the Dongchen Kingdom do not stipulate that a niece cannot marry her aunt's brother, in order to avoid disturbing the hierarchy, this situation will not be tolerated.
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